Saturday saw me flying again (after a few weeks of enforced downtime); 1 hour scratchy-but-nice ridge soaring. Not so nice was that I missed the face landing opportunity by about 3-5 meters and then sank out like a stone. Walking up the hill was especially nasty as the grass was chin-high and the prickles were ready...I'm still scratching my skin in certain places.

And, of course then there are these extra treats to make me really happy: things like having a flat tyre on the motorway when I was going home.

Today the wind was lousy so I just relaxed; did some cleaning and soldering and some overdue devel work...